[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Uncrowned King

Samuel is very conscious of dying, first recalling his various regrets, among which dying in another world ranked first; secondly, he recalled some good things in the past, and the people on the Hillsbu continent The experience didn't squeeze in at all, and then he began to feel that it would be great if there was an afterlife. Anyway, he has traveled once, and he has the potential of the protagonist. Another rebirth is not a accumulation of heat elements. It can be divided into upper and lower parts. He do not mind.

After thinking about this, he found that he was not dead yet, so he remembered the famous theory of time relativity, thinking that time must pass so slowly because the speed of thinking is too fast and time is invisible, but it is time to recall, sigh, and hope Yes, he has already finished thinking about it, and adding content now always feels like jumping in the queue, so he began to think of the memorable things after coming to this continent. The encounter with Xiaohua was listed by him as the first, and he made a wish seriously It's best for this golden finger to follow him to the next life.Xiaohua finished thinking, Edwin also finished thinking, and apologized to He Bosi, who had not yet completed the great cause, and suddenly remembered the little mermaid.

The unrealistic dream he once agreed with the little mermaid seems impossible to realize now.If he died, the Qianxianlin in front of g would definitely let the little mermaid know about his death, and I don't know how far he has gone so far, so don't be so useless like yourself.

Samuel thought about everything he had to think about, but found that he was still alive... Now Samuel couldn't say anything about the theory of time relativity, but had a glimmer of hope, and got up and observed his own state carefully.

The pain had become numb, but it didn't go away, but he was able to get used to it, and the dizziness was much better. Samuel got up and half sat, looking at the ever-expanding pool of blood around his body, and Blood continued to splatter out from his body, making the blood pool keep expanding and filling the room with a bloody smell.He even had enough energy to get out a mirror. The self reflected in the mirror was no longer human, and his whole body was covered with blood. It was disgusting to look at.

With this amount of bleeding, he should have died a long time ago, how could he survive until now?He didn't knock the red bottle, so he couldn't replenish the blood, or is there any tricks on his body that is not his original body, which he doesn't know?

I took out clean water and washed my face. Although the blood was washed away and the blood started to spray out again, I still felt refreshed in my heart. I stood up and took two steps tentatively. It's strange, but it's good that he didn't die. Where did he manage so much?It's just that he's a little depressed, it's rare that he thinks so much emotionally, and his feelings are all in vain, what a waste of emotion.

There was still a blur of scarlet in front of his eyes, but Samuel knew that the bleeding from his eyes must be one of the reasons for seeing this scene this time.He came out of the black room, trailing a trail of blood behind him, and this blood was mixed with the blood of the dead people lying on the ground in other rooms, the color was similar, but it was impossible to tell who was who.

Now I can't find where the Red Death is.Samuel will not die at this time, but looking at the blood flowing out of his body without slowing down, he is still very worried, and he does not know how much blood is left in his body. Is it warped?Then I can't think of any good memories this time.

Samuel walked to the blue room, which was the first suite. He opened the door, came out of the suite where the ball was held, went to the castle room outside, and then walked out through the gate of the castle. No vision.

Outside the castle is a high wall made of steel. All the seams and the original gate have been poured, and it is impossible to open it. Only when you look up and feel tired can you see the ding. end of the wall.

He could violently destroy the wall, or he could fly over the wall as he came, but he didn't move.He looked at his appearance and gave a wry smile. He has been bleeding wherever he goes. This can be regarded as an experience of a different kind of aunt. He swore that he would treat women well in the future, just to respect them and bleed every month. But so firm. ting.

Before he could find a way to stop the bleeding and restore it to its original state, even if he could go out, he wouldn't dare. This picture that has been stained red and can't be washed, doesn't look like the Son of God?He is even more devil than the devil. It is impossible to be accepted by others, and he will become a source of infection and spread such a vicious plague to others. It is better to stay here.Moreover, Samuel doesn't know if the space and time here is the normal one, because when he wakes up here, his clothes are changed and the sword is gone, and if he really goes out, he finds that outside is the What about the era when the Red Death was in vogue?

So Samuel inspected the entire castle sullenly, never finding the joy he had when he was not dead.Samuel thought he would commit suicide if he had to live here in this ghostly state.

Samuel wandered around the castle for a few days, only to realize that although he had become an unlimited blood-squirting device, he was still a normal person after all, because he was still hungry, thirsty, and sleepy.In the cellar and kitchen of the castle, he found the grain and food stored by the people here. The area enclosed by the wall is actually very large. In addition to the castle, there is a large field full of crops. These things can provide him with a lifetime of living here, but Samuel, who is full of food and drink, is not happy at all, because every day he is not good, he can’t feel the refreshing feeling of taking a bath, and he can He couldn't normally feel the taste of normal food—he drank water now, and his mouth turned into bloody water, and the food he ate was also full of bloody smell.

But maybe it was because he felt that he had survived the mortal state, and the situation might not be so bad, so Samuel was not so anxious that he was waiting to commit suicide, but continued to search the castle while trying to heal himself stand up.

He used healing skills for himself, but it didn't work at all. His healing skills were all based on wounds, but the wounds on his body were calculated in units of pores, and because of the characteristics of his ability, the power was based on his own understanding. , He couldn't force himself to directly imagine that he was healed, he could only heal his bleeding port according to his own understanding, but the manipulative power was not strong enough to heal the wounds all over his body at the same time.The Red Death is a fast-spreading infectious disease. He cured this side, but before he had to heal the other side, this side was re-infected by the other side, and the pain was double. The experiments on myself were unsuccessful, and I almost forced myself to collapse, so I had to rest for a few days.

The Red Death must be here, and Samuel, who temporarily stopped doing medical experiments on himself because of the pain, began to try to communicate with him.He went back to the black room again, and started shouting from the air, talking in a mess, saying that he wanted to see him, and that it was boring to be alone, why not play games together.He also has a lot of work to do, since he lives here, of course he has to take out so many corpses and burn them, and he has to clean the room, although the latter is somewhat silly because he often continues to dirty the room he has cleaned. .

What Samuel must do every day is to attract a large amount of clean water to wash the castle floor, which can wash away the bloody smell to some extent. As a source of pollution, Samuel is still very hygienic and does not want to shed blood.At this time, Samuel would flush the water and talk to the Red Death loudly. Even if he didn't get an answer, he would talk with gusto. This is much better than imagining that someone is here.

"Dude, do you like red or black best? Red is your natal color, but the black room is so weird, there must be your hobbies in it. I actually like red quite a lot. Wearing red clothes is more energetic. Ah, but I don't think so now, why do I wear a big aunt's face every day, I'm not a sanitary napkin!"

Because he felt that he must be smaller than the Red Death, Samuel, who was familiar with him and called him brother, was drawing water to wash the floor again.He was a little worried, the penetration of blood was quite strong, and there were no non-staining tiles or detergents in this era, so even if he washed diligently every day, the blood would still seep into the floor, but he might have to survive for a long time. The environment for a long time!

He has developed a habit of talking to himself, not only holding the idea of ​​hooking up the Red Death, but mainly to relieve his loneliness, lest he lose his language function, but he never thought that a voice really sounded stand up:

"What are big aunts and sanitary napkins?"

The voice was low and featureless, flat, and sounded in Samuel's ears out of thin air.He paused, but the secret joy in his heart came earlier than the vigilance in his body.He continued to flush the water calmly, and replied:

"A aunt is something that will make people bleed if you don't come, so the color of a aunt is red, and a sanitary napkin is a thing that is covered with a piece of cloth to absorb blood and prevent people from staining their clothes red."

The voice sneered and said:

"Can my aunt be worse than me? Why haven't I heard of this disease? Red is red, it's the red of the Red Death, don't mix it with any messy things. As for sanitary napkins, they can only suck blood but not stop it What's the use, is it just to give people self-comfort?"

... What and what, the bull's head is wrong!Frustrated, Samuel bent forward and knelt down on the generation gap between the two worlds.